Disclaimer: I do not own the movie Suicide Squad or any of the characters. I only own my OC.
A/N: Hello guys! I just want to say thanks for the reviews! You all are amazing! I liked how you guys liked how I added the show Rick and Morty in the last chapter. It's a little Easter egg, because in the Justice League trailer during the Barry Allen scene, you can actually see Rick and Morty playing in the background. I just found that to be interesting and funny, so I decided to add it in here.
So here's chapter three. Hope you guys enjoy it! I also do not own any of the songs/bands mentioned in this chapter! I also do not own The Wallflower Diner. Which apparently is a real diner in Canada. I just liked the name, so I decided to use the name of the diner in the story.
An interesting fact...I've been watching Orange Is The New Black with my friends, and they've all been telling me that I sound just like Nicky. Which I take as a compliment because I freakin' love Nicky's character. I have no idea why I'm telling you guys all this, but I just wanted to share that with all of you. I'm just happy that's all. Anyways...on with the story!
"Some things are so unexpected that no one is prepared for them." — Leo Rosten
Chapter 3: Unexpected visitors
Just like she knew would happen, Estelle ended up waking up a tad bit late in the morning. If it weren't for her damn phone alarm going off, with that annoying ringtone, she would have slept in way longer.
Thankfully she heard it and much to her fortune she felt fully recharged. So that was a plus. With her energy restored, Estelle got out of bed, and with a spring in her step, she walked over to Lilly's bedroom door. She gave three hard knocks before telling her to wake up and get ready for school.
Estelle then went back to her bedroom to grab a towel and undergarments. After that she went to the only bathroom the apartment had in the hallway, and stepped inside to shower. Her shower needed to be fast, not only because they were running late, but because she knew that Lilly needed to use the bathroom as well.
That was one of the bad things Estelle disliked about the apartment. The lack of a second bathroom. Having another bathroom would have made things so much easier and faster for them...but unfortunately, until she ran into a suitcase full of money, or her boss decided to be nice and give her that raise she well deserved, this was the apartment she and Lilly were stuck with. But it wasn't all bad. It could have been a whole lot worse. They could have had an apartment in the Narrows instead. Estelle was glad they didn't. Lilly did not deserve to live in that kind of environment.
Once Estelle finished showering, she put on her undergarments and wrapped her towel around her before walking back to her bedroom. On her way there, Lilly bumped into her and her little sister complained, saying she took way too long in the bathroom, and that her bladder was just about to explode.
Estelle merely laughed it off because Lilly was known to exaggerate when it came to the bathroom situation. Especially whenever Estelle needed to get ready. It used to be a whole lot worse—or rather amusing—when Estelle had been in high school. The young adult always got to the bathroom first before her little sister. Lilly would complain to their mom and dad. Of course back then they lived in a house...and their parents had been alive...things were so much different than they were now.
Estelle's laugh faltered as she thought about her past. She quickly shook her head, refocused herself and continued to make her way to her bedroom. She changed into her navy blue diner dress and towel dried her dark brown locks. She was lucky her hair was naturally straight, so she didn't need to worry about it coming out frizzy or curly. She also didn't have to devote her time to doing her makeup because she hardly wore any.
The most she did was put on a simple nude shade on her lips or mascara. But for today all she did was smear on a small amount of nude shade on her lips. She grabbed her comb and quickly ran it through her hair before putting it up in a ponytail. It was still slightly wet but Estelle was on a short leash with time. So it had to do. After that she grabbed a pair of rainbow socks and her Converse that were under her bed and hurriedly put them on. She specifically picked those socks because they were her so called 'lucky' socks. Estelle felt like she would be needing them today. Besides with the Converse she would be wearing no one would see the colorful socks anyways.
Once she finished getting dressed for work, Estelle grabbed her satchel bag that was next to her bed. She opened one of her drawers and pulled out a random t-shirt not even looking at it before throwing it inside her bag. She did the same when she took out a pair of pants. She honestly didn't spare them a glance because she was in a hurry. She did, however, take a moment to look when she grabbed her blue hooded jacket. It was after all her favorite jacket to wear. Especially now when the weather was quite chilly in Gotham. So she made sure to put on the blue hoodie over her dress.
The rest of the clothes that were in the bag were the ones she was going to change into once work was over. That way when she came back to the apartment she didn't have to change and waste time. And she and Lilly would be able to go to the doctor's straight away. Easy as pie. Well, that was of course if they caught the bus on time, but Estelle would make sure that they did. Things would have been so much easier if they just had a car, but they didn't...sadly.
After packing the bag with the clothes she needed, Estelle swiftly entered the kitchen. She saw Lilly already finishing a bowl of cereal, and that she was dressed and ready for school. Estelle smiled and felt relieved that her little sister was eating something. Granted it was cereal...but still it was something. This was one of her good days. On her bad days, Lilly wouldn't want to eat anything in the morning thanks to those side effects her medications gave her. The side effects were awful because if she didn't eat she was way more likely to faint...and she's had her fair share of fainting sessions before. It was never good and it frightened Estelle a lot. So she was just thankful Lilly woke up with an appetite this morning.
Estelle was about to sit down and join her sister with a bowl of her own, when she suddenly saw the time on the clock they had above the fridge. Estelle's blue eyes widened and she told Lilly to hurry up because she knew that her little sister's bus was already on its way.
Lilly finished the remaining of her cereal and walked over to put her bowl in the sink. Meanwhile, Estelle grabbed a pop-tart that was inside one of the kitchen cabinets and put inside her satchel bag. The two sisters then walked over to the front door. Lilly grabbed her own backpack and put it over her shoulder. Estelle made sure that Lilly had her jacket on, along with a scarf because she did not want her little sister getting a cold. The last thing Estelle wanted was for Lilly to get even more sick. After making sure her little sister was bundled up, the two left the apartment in a hurry.
Unfortunately, since they lived on the fourth floor in their apartment building, they had to take the elevator. Now as silly as it sounded, Estelle absolutely hated taking the elevator. The idea of being stuck in a small place freaked her out. Especially since it was hanging in mid-air. So she always tended to avoid it whenever she could.
Sometimes her little elevator problem couldn't be avoided...like today. It wasn't like she was going to make her sister go down a flight of stairs. That would be wrong. Besides, Lilly was used to taking the elevator and Estelle taking the stairs, but due to the lack of time, Estelle knew she was better taking the elevator with her little sister. So that's what she did. The whole time she was in the small cramped elevator, Estelle needed to close her eyes and control her breathing.
Lilly, being the relaxed one, held onto Estelle's hand the whole time, in hopes of bringing her some kind of tranquility. And it did. Leaving Estelle feeling grateful to have such a loving sister like Lilly. One who didn't judge her because her stupid fear of elevators.
Eventually the two made it to the ground floor and they exited the apartment building. It wasn't until they were halfway to where Lilly's bus stop was, that the twelve year old decided to ask her a question.
"Stella, I forgot to ask you this but did you even eat breakfast?" Lilly asked her older sister as they continued to walk through the busy streets of Gotham.
"Uh, sure." Estelle answered in an off-hand voice as they finally made it to Lilly's bus stop. There were already other kids her sister's age also waiting for the school bus.
Lilly gave her an unconvinced look. "You didn't eat breakfast, did you?" She asked, coming to a halt.
Estelle turned to look at her sister and sighed. "Look, don't worry about it. I got it covered." She said to her and then showed her the pop-tart that was inside her satchel bag.
Lilly huffed. "Stella, a pop-tart is hardly breakfast."
The fact that Lilly was acting more like an adult right now, made Estelle feel like an awful guardian. But she decided to take the comedic approach and instead offered her a scoff and smile.
"Well, aren't you such a worry wart." She said, good-natured before ruffling her hair a bit. Lilly rolled her eyes and gently pushed her hand away. She was about to say something else to her, but much to her luck, Estelle saw the bus making its way towards them. "Oh, look here it comes!" She announced.
Estelle stepped to the side as the kids all started lining up. Lilly joined them as well. But just before she got on the bus, she turned to give her a serious look. Well as serious as a twelve year old could give.
"Eat something else at the diner when you have the chance."
Estelle rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless. "Yeah, yeah. Oh, and don't forget your doctor's appointment after school. I want you to meet me back at the apartment, so we can leave right away." She quickly reminded her.
Lilly didn't necessarily look pleased by that, but she nodded her head. "Fine, but as long as we get ice cream afterwards. You did after all, pinkie promise."
Estelle chuckled. "I know, I remember. We'll go after your doctor's appointment. Now go, and have a nice day at school." She waved her good-bye. Lilly did the same thing before she stepped foot onto the bus.
Estelle waited until Lilly was fully on the bus, watching it go towards the direction of the school. She guessed it was the protective side of her, but she just wanted to make sure that her little sister got on the bus and that she made it to her school as safely as possible. Once the bus was far away she looked down at her wrist watch and she panicked. She was cutting way close to being late for work. Without wasting another second she began speed walking to the diner. The diner where she worked wasn't necessarily far away. Five minutes away at the most. But if she didn't hurry then Estelle would make a late entrance. She in no way wanted to be late. That certainly would anger her jerk of a boss.
Estelle walked, passing many other Gotham city folks, when she remembered the pop-tart in her bag. Now she knew that she was to be late if she didn't hurry up, but she also knew she wouldn't be able to fully work on an empty stomach. So without even stopping her walking, she opened her bag and took out the pop-tart. She ripped the wrapper and stuffed the whole pop-tart into her mouth.
Yeah, the sight might have looked completely funny, but it wasn't like she had the time to savor the freakin' thing. She did the same thing with the other one before chomping them and then gulping the pieces down. It was then that she found out that it was a strawberry flavored pop-tart. Not necessarily her favorite, but whatever. The twenty-one year old was more distracted by the tickle in her throat. Estelle coughed a bit, wanting to drink milk or water. She made a mental note to drink something once she got to the diner. Speaking of the diner, she needed to hurry up...so with determination, she continued making her way to work.
The sounds of cars honking from the city traffic was the last thing Estelle heard before hurriedly entering the diner. Otherwise known as The Wallflower Diner. The city sounds were replaced by the music that was playing inside. Which happened to be the song, New York by Sex Pistols. Estelle could easily recognize the song. It was by one of her all time favorite bands.
She heard the song several times now at the diner. Since The Wallflower Diner was notorious for playing old rock songs. It's what made it stand out from all the other diners in Gotham. When Estelle first started working here she found it extremely funny how a diner named The Wallflower Diner would play rock music. One wouldn't associate rock music with a name like that. But whatever, it didn't bother Estelle. She was a huge rock music lover. Especially with English rock bands.
Unfortunately, she wasn't too fond of the rather discourteous customers the diner attracted. Most of the time anyways. On the off chance that an actual civil customer came, well, that certainly raised her mood. But that was rare...but who knows. Today she was wearing her rainbow lucky socks. Maybe things would be easy sailing for her. This optimistic thought soon left her mind once she glanced at her wrist watch.
It read ten past eight o'clock.
Crap!
It was times like these when Estelle wished she had Barry's super speed.
She looked around the diner, inwardly hoping not to see her boss. The last thing she needed was for her boss to see her walk ten minutes late for work. Luck seemed to be finally crawling towards her when she didn't see him lingering around. Instead she saw a few customers that were already chowing down on their breakfast. Along with those few customers, Estelle saw another one of her fellow co-workers Macy behind the counter. She adjusted her satchel bag before she made her way towards her.
"You're late."
Was the first thing Estelle heard from Macy once she was close to her. Macy didn't even look up from the magazine she was skimming through when she bluntly said this. The twenty-one year old hurriedly went behind the counter and put her satchel inside one of the cubbies under the counter. She stood next to Macy before responding back to her.
"Sorry, I know. I woke up late and then I had to make sure my sister—"
"Look, whatever." Macy said, waving her manicured hand around. Still not looking up from the magazine. Now that Estelle was closer she noticed it was some sort of beauty magazine. "I don't need to hear your excuses or apologies. Just be glad Jerry isn't here yet. He would have given you shit if he was."
Kind of like how he would do to you if he saw you reading that damn magazine.
Estelle thought with irritation, looking away. She felt the energy inside her start to stir. The young adult managed to control herself and her powers before anything too extreme happened. She set a relaxed expression on her face and turned to face co-worker once again.
Macy, much like herself, was one of the other waitresses that worked at the diner. She was only about a year or so older than her. Even though it had been a few months now, Estelle still remembered the small ridiculous crush she had on Macy when she first started working here.
In Estelle's defense it was kind of hard not to find Macy attractive. She was very beautiful. With her strawberry blonde hair, dazzling apple candy green eyes, full pink lips, and captivating body, one would be a fool not to notice her outer beauty.
Despite Macy being this stunning young woman, she had her faults. Those faults were what quickly ended the small crush Estelle had on her. One of those faults happened to be that, despite her beauty, Macy's personality was just intolerable. She was catty, arrogant, and extremely narrow-minded. Another fault was that Macy always tended to harshly judge Estelle. It was like she took any opportunity she had to make Estelle feel horrible about herself.
She honestly reminded Estelle of those insecure popular mean girls that went to her old high school. Always wanting to bring others down just to feel better about themselves. Estelle disliked that. So low and behold, that small crush she had on Macy was long gone the moment she got to know the real Macy. Unfortunately, she still had the sheer honor of working with her...hooray.
Compared to her middle-aged boss Jerry, Macy was like a saint. Because Jerry...well, Jerry was a giant ass. Seriously he was an asshole. She'd been working at the diner several months now and she'd been doing up to triple shifts and the man still wouldn't give her that raise she'd been begging for. Something about how she hadn't earned the raise yet. It was complete crap if you'd ask her. The cheapskate simply didn't want to raise her pay-wage.
Estelle would have quit a long time ago. She hated dealing with his shit, but she knew she couldn't quit. She had a little sister she needed to take care of. Sometimes she wished that her parents would have well stocked more with their savings. Then perhaps Estelle would have gotten Lilly healthy a long time ago. Payed for that surgery right away. Alas, her parents never planned for their deaths to happen so soon. And when they died, well...let's just say Estelle only had enough money to sustain Lilly and her for the first couple of months.
After that she needed to work. And that's what she'd been doing since. Therefore, with no job she wouldn't be able to afford Lilly's medications, and hopefully that future heart surgery that she needed. So for the love she had for her sister, Estelle would deal with her jerk of a boss, mean co-worker, and rude customers. Just because of her little sister. Lilly meant the world to her and she wouldn't let her down.
The sound of the diner door opening got Estelle's attention. She saw that it was a couple by the door, but by no means did they look friendly. She waited to see if Macy was going to take their order, but the strawberry blonde girl simply kept reading her magazine.
Estelle rolled her eyes at this and started making her way towards the customers.
"Hey, Estelle." Macy tunefully called out.
This surprised the young adult and turned back to look at her. She raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?" Maybe perhaps she changed her mind and wanted to dine this couple instead. But that was far from what Macy was going to say to her.
"Take off the blue hoodie. Jerry would lose it if he saw you wearing it over the uniform. Besides..." Macy drawled with a sweet tone, finally looking up from her magazine. She gave her a patronizing smile. "You look like a mall rat in it."
Look like a mall rat? The hell does that even mean?
Even though Estelle was severely confused by this, she was smart enough to know that Macy was insulting her. She once again had to control herself.
Remember Estelle, you need this job. So don't go on blasting her ass...even if she deserves it.
Estelle forced a tight smile on her face. "Thanks, Macy." She said before unzipping her blue jacket and throwing it behind the counter. She told herself to pick it up after she was done serving this couple.
As if she knew she was getting under her skin, Macy's condescending attitude remained. "No problem." She simply said before glancing back down to her magazine.
Estelle's smile faltered while she was still looking at her. She huffed and turned back towards the waiting customers. She knew by the looks on their faces that they were going to be far from pleasant.
Awesome.
Won't Get Fooled Again by The Who was now playing in the diner.
It'd been several hours now and it was close to Estelle's lunch break. Which she most graciously wanted to leave already. After dealing with that insufferable couple, along with a few other customers, and their lousy tipping, Estelle was ready for her break. Not to mention, she was starving. A burger sounded really good right now...maybe she should have listened to her sister and ate something else other than pop-tarts in the morning. Estelle had no chance to sneak something to eat. The diner had been so busy today. Yes there were other waitresses, but most of the people sat in her section. So she took the most orders today.
Right now she was behind the counter leaning on it, counting the minutes until her break. All the people in her section were seated and served. So she used this time as "relaxing" time, just until she could leave for lunch. The sound of one of the diner's TV suddenly caught her attention. She looked towards it and saw how it was on a news' channel. Her expression softened once she heard what the news lady was reporting on.
"It has now been months since Superman has passed away. But the people of Metropolis are still grieving their red and blue savior."
Not just the people in Metropolis...Estelle thought sorrowfully. She couldn't help it. There was something about Superman's death that touched some part of her. She remembered she teared up when she heard of his passing. Just hearing he died was heartbreaking for her. Superman offered the world some type of hope. Honestly, Estelle didn't necessarily know why she cared so much. She didn't know him. All she knew was that the world changed when he flew in the sky, and when he didn't...it changed once again.
Estelle suddenly jumped a bit when the TV was turned off.
"You know the rules, Estelle. The TV is for paying customers. Not employees."
Estelle had to hold in her eye roll, already recognizing her boss's voice. She turned to face her boss. "It's almost my break, Jerry."
Jerry looked at the diner's clock and then back at Estelle in much superiority. "Hmm, according to the clock your break isn't until five minutes. So until then I don't want you lollygagging around. Looks bad for business."
You look bad for business...was what Estelle wanted to say. But she instead kept her opinion to herself and just stared hard at Jerry.
Jerry noticed her stare and rebuked her.
"Is there a problem?"
Estelle sighed and lowered her gaze. "No."
"Well, then get to work." He ordered before making his way to his office.
Macy was making her way back towards her once he left. She laughed when she came to stand next to her. "Jerry giving you shit, again?" She asked even though she already knew the answer.
Estelle scoffed, grabbing a rag and cleaning the tops of the counter. It was all she could do since there were no customers to serve. "What do you think?" She asked sarcastically.
"I think you should tell his ass off." Macy offered with an attitude. "Someone has too."
"Oh, yeah. Why don't you?" Estelle retorted. She knew what trick Macy was playing. She was only telling her this in hopes that she would actually go for it and then result in her getting fired. It was why she hadn't done it herself. Always wanting others to do her dirty work.
As if she knew she was finally catching on, Macy simply rolled her eyes and changed the topic of conversation.
"So listen, you want to take a quick smoke with me before you get lunch?"
"No, I don't smoke anymore." Estelle replied as she continued cleaning the counters.
Macy snorted. "Bullshit, you're not actually serious about that.
Estelle stopped cleaning and faced her with a glare. "It's not bullshit, okay? I stopped a long time ago and you know this. So stop asking me."
Macy returned the glare, narrowing her green eyes at her. "Whatever." She hissed before taking out a cigarette and putting it in her mouth. She gave her a tight smile before she made her way outside the back door of the diner. No doubt ready to smoke that cigarette.
Estelle pursed her lips and shook her head. Although she quit smoking cigarettes, she can still practically taste the nicotine. She hated herself for feeling so weak. She had to remind herself that she quit for a good reason. She quit for her sister. Smoking cigarettes was a nasty habit she picked up when she was in college.
It wasn't as bad in the beginning. She only smoked when she was stressed. That increased a lot when her parents passed away. Of course she never smoked anywhere near her sister. She in no way wanted to risk her health even more. But she was being a hypocrite. She worried for her sister's health and chastised her about being healthy, when in return she was smoking a cancer stick. It didn't matter if she had these so-called powers, that didn't make her immortal. She needed to stay healthy too. She was, after all, the only family member that Lilly had left. So she had to at least make an effort. Which was exactly what she did.
She had help from Lilly and even Barry when they had lived with him. Whenever she lit a cigarette, Barry always got it out of her hand within a blink of an eye. And Lilly...well, Lilly always made sure to flush her carton down the toilet whenever she found them. They were a great help...but man how she really wanted a cigarette right now, especially with the day she had so far.
"You made the right choice." A gruff voice said. There was a southern twang to it. Hearing that greatly bemused Estelle and she turned to where she heard the unknown voice.
There sitting on one of the counter chairs was a man. Estelle tilted her head at him. How long had he been there? She didn't see him come in or even take a seat. He looked to be in his late twenties to early thirties. He had short brownish blond hair and he had the face of a man who'd seen a lot. Almost brooding, like a martial type of way. Estelle was thrown off because there had never been a person like him before at the diner. It just didn't seem like his type of scene.
"What?" Estelle asked furrowing her eyebrows. His comment still had her in loops.
"Not smoking the cigarette." He simply stated back and pointed to the back door. "You made the right choice. You're too young to be smoking that crap."
"Uh, right." Estelle muttered. She cleared her throat a bit before speaking up. "So is there anything I can get you?" She asked him as politely as possible. Technically she was still on the clock. She wasn't like Macy who up and left when she still had a few minutes left until her lunch break.
"Just a cup of coffee." He told her and then looked her directly in her eyes. "Wouldn't want to take away your lunch time." He told her almost as if it were a secret between the two of them.
"Were you listening to my conversation?" Estelle asked him as she grabbed a cup and the coffee liter. She poured the coffee inside before sliding it over to a mysterious man. He simply nodded and she crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't you know it's rude to listen to other people's conversations?" She told him rather than asking.
The man once again nodded his head before taking out his wallet. He placed a bill of money on the counter and got up. Estelle reached for it and her eyes widened. She quickly stopped the man.
"Excuse me, sir?" She spoke up, stopping the man from making his way to another table further in the diner.
"Yeah?" He questioned.
"You gave me a twenty by mistake." Estelle replied honestly. Surely it had been a mistake. Why in the world would he give her a twenty?
The man shook his head. "No mistake."
Estelle was taken aback by this.
"But coffee here isn't anywhere near twenty dollars."
"I know. Just keep the change." Was all the man said to her before he sat down in one of the booths.
Estelle couldn't help the little smile that was on her lips. This man had given her twenty dollars and asked her to keep the change? Perhaps her lucky socks were working and she was going to have better customers now. So with that in mind, Estelle threw the man a grateful look before she finally left for her lunch break.
Unknown to her that mysterious man was none other than Rick Flag. The colonel stared hard outside the diner's window feeling bad. In a few hours he was about to most likely ruin the life of a young girl who was only looking after her sick little sister. So the least decent thing he can do was offer her something good before he and Amanda disturbed whatever life she's been having.
Rick shook his head and took a drink of his coffee. The guilt already started filling up inside of him. Since he already knew that the first interaction between Estelle and Amanda Waller wasn't going to end well.
Her lunch break had been great. Estelle ended up having that burger she'd been craving, along with fries and shake. Although once she returned back to the diner things returned back to their crappy self. Unfortunately for Estelle the mysterious southern guy ended up being the only semi-decent customer she had today. Which totally sucked. She felt bad that didn't see him again. She really wanted to thank him for the generous amount of money he gave her. Perhaps he'd come back to the diner again.
The rest of her customers were the regular rude people she usually got. Of course, Estelle usually dined most of them, since they all sat in her section. Leaving Macy to once again read her damn magazine. It amazed Estelle how she never got called for her laziness. Seriously, sometimes she felt like Jerry only had it out for her.
Speaking of Jerry, her giant ass of a boss made her mop the floor and clean the men's restrooms...that was a scary moment for Estelle and a gross one as well. Why couldn't he get one of the male employees to wash the men's restrooms? Oh yeah, because he hated her. Luckily her work shift was finally over and she was now good to go.
Before Estelle left she went into the women's restrooms and changed into the clothes she had in her satchel bag. Inside she had a The Smiths t-shirt, dark grey skinny jeans, and a blue hoodie that she now wore over her t-shirt. So with her regular clothes on, she put her navy blue dress inside her satchel. Estelle quickly left the diner after that, not daring to spare a glance at her ass of boss, and bitchy Macy. (As Estelle liked to call her.)
She mostly ran back to the apartment, already knowing that Lilly was probably waiting for her to return. She bumped into a few people, but Estelle was used to this. It was Gotham after all. There were always crowds of people, especially during this hour. She managed her way through and she finally made it to the apartment.
Of course, unlike last time, she took the stairs. Estelle figured she wasn't in that bad of a rush...okay, maybe she was but there was no way she was getting on that elevator alone. She just couldn't. She felt bad but once she made it to her floor she ran to her apartment door and quickly opened it. Estelle found it strange that the lock wasn't on, but let it slide, thinking that perhaps Lilly forgot to lock it once she came back from school.
Speaking of Lilly...
"Lilly!" Estelle called out as she hurriedly entered the apartment. She dropped her satchel bag on the floor as she made her way further inside. "I hope you're ready to go! The bus should be coming in a few min—" Estelle suddenly stopped mid sentence once she saw the unexpected.
There sitting on her living room couch was a middle aged dark skinned woman. She was dressed in business attire and she was looking at her in complete resoluteness. The young adult was in mere shock, thoroughly confused as to why there was an unknown woman inside her apartment. She was about to ask, when the woman spoke up. Estelle's flabbergasted expression just increased even more when she heard the woman's stoic like voice.
"Hello, Estelle. My name's Amanda Waller, and we have a lot to talk about.
